SAY MY NAME / alastor

[glow=#000,1,400]I WISH I COULD ESCAPE, I DON'T WANNA FAKE IT ! — [abbr=KLIMENT, 3 YEARS OLD, HELLHOUND/KOMODO DRAGON HYBRID, HIGHLY DANGEROUS, SALIVA CONTAINS PATHOGENIC BACTERIA MAKING HIM DEADLY]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

A dark chuckle escaped him the moment he had cut off Alastor from speaking, he loved that a lot. Though the sound of the other wiping off the slobber only caused a loud snort to escape him, the massive brute growled with dark amusement. He wasn't able to move the rest of his body but his tongue and mouth were very much free to do as they pleased though his attention didn't divert from the other as they began to talk about how they were home and well, Kliment wasn't. The hellhound truly had no home to call his home, the place he had taken over for himself to begin a reign of his own had been torn to shambles by a tiny mammal. The memory pissed him off, it made him want to tear into something but the only thing he could tear into was right in front of him and he couldn't even fucking move. Seething anger pulsates through the hellhound as his lips peel back into a loud snarl showing his obvious unhappiness towards the Doberman. Man, who knew that catching something someone else couldn't would be such a troublesome thing. He didn't even know how long he would be kept here but it frustrated him, he let out a huff.

He could feel Alastor being closer now, it made the brute angrier but he didn't hesitate to attempt and coat the rest of the smaller male's face with his purple saliva,  his tongue withdrawing once more. It was until Alastor told him to speak his own name. His name. 'KM19. . . Kliment.' He immediately thought with anger feeling his powerful jaws parting as words slithered out from his scarred lips "WE. . . ARE KLIMENT." He finally snarled out huffing. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]